This is a song about "Shit ginger hair"

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Three town homes in delaware

But i still got that flow in my hair,

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

They're tryin to say that i don't care

He'd rather come his hair.

You appear as if you care

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Might as well prepare

Your pullin on my hair